Nianhua Yixiao Sanshengdestiny - the original sequel to the Four Immortals, the prequel to the Three Immortals
I would like to dedicate this document to all friends who like fairy swords.
One hundred years after the fall of Qiong Hua, immortals and demons have changed, disasters have arisen, and the world is in chaos. However, it depends on how Yun Tianhe duels with fate, whether he can reconnect with Liu Mengli after a hundred years of lovesickness; the love between Murong Ziying and Han Lingsha's reincarnation about guardianship, Meng Li's life experience, and millennium legends are all in the blink of an eye.
Three lives
Song: Zhuo Yiting's "My Tears Don't Lie for You"
Words: Xiao Qimei
The sword pointed at the sky by the bridge of Yixi Naihe, and several people were together in the floating life
The butterfly dream on Qingluan Peak wakes up, the shadow of the setting sun disappears
No matter how far away the road to Shushan is, the wind and the moon are ruthless, this life will come again and again.
Traveling all over the mountain tops of Buzhou, there is heavy snowfall, and the beauty is fluttering in the air
Peach blossoms, flowing water, shengxiao, who is holding the flowers and smiling bitterly
Time is fleeting, drinking fairy wine from an empty cup, but lovesickness is far away
The beautiful woman dances solo on the other side of the blue sky and the yellow spring flowers. The brocade quilt is cold at dusk upstairs.
Playing in a dream and laughing about the fate of three lives. A line of poetry is drawn on the water. The blue shirt is wet with candle tears.
Suddenly, the spring breeze releases kites. Whose brows are full of love and infatuation, and there is no complaint.
The abundant autumn water keeps cutting, and a garden of flying catkins goes away and returns again
It's just a wrong fate, it's hard to sleep alone on the pillow
A song of separation makes you miss each other heartbroken. How can you forget your beloved?
Late in the morning, who loves the red makeup in the mirror? It's hard to be a couple when we embrace each other.
Facing the wind, I fight against the wine and my life in this world, even a ruthless dog is frivolous
The passage of time is ups and downs, and a piece of autumn leaf is cool
Outside the dream of mortal world, who can read this message? Prosperity always comes late.
Three thousand weak water, one ladle to drink, greedy love, deep love and shallow love
The beautiful woman dances solo on the other side of the blue sky and the yellow spring flowers. The brocade quilt is cold at dusk upstairs.
Playing in a dream and laughing about the fate of three lives. A line of poetry is drawn on the water. The blue shirt is wet with candle tears.
Suddenly, the spring breeze releases kites. Whose brows are full of love and infatuation, and there is no complaint.
The abundant autumn water keeps cutting, and a garden of flying catkins goes away and returns again
It's just a wrong fate, it's hard to sleep alone on the pillow